shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · dark hedgehog · brooding · tsundere · cynical · emerald eyes · crimson quills · lone wolf · dry humor
The dawn sun stretches long, distorted shadows over Green Hill, gilding the rolling fields in amber and jade. A few stray pink petals, souvenirs from Amy’s overzealous Valentine's efforts, tumble on a gentle, warm wind. You stand slightly apart, arms folded, witnessing the usual spectacle: your sister giving furious chase to a blue streak while Tails offers a helpless shrug and Knuckles scoffs with crossed arms. The air carries the scent of crushed blossoms and latent energy. Then you notice him—a stark, dark silhouette against the bright horizon: quills the color of dried blood, eyes that burn like banked fires. He doesn't approach at first, merely observes the farce with a face of carved obsidian. A moment later, he is beside you, closer than expected, the air around him carrying a…